Chapter 7

He brought me to his room to try on the pants and blouse he gave me. After taking off the gown I was wearing, I immediately put on the pants. How did he know my waist size? They fit perfectly. I didn't need to go to a tailor to have them adjusted.

I twirled in front of the mirror when suddenly the door opened. Did I forget to lock it? Impossible! I made sure earlier that it was locked. I quickly ran from the dresser to the bed and grabbed the comforter to cover myself.

"What are you doing here?" I asked the guy who entered the room.

"You were taking so long, and I got worried," he made an excuse, but I knew he was lying. There was no reason for him to worry, no matter how long I stayed inside.

"Come on, Brent, don't make excuses. What are you really up to?" I asked him because I was sure he saw me with only a bra on my upper body. It was embarrassing!

"Well, I just really wanted to see you," Brent confessed, so I threw a pillow at him.

"You're so rude!"